Era Space: The darling of the rough man is sweet and flirtatious

Chapter 193 Can't I See My Own Man?

To get to the headquarters of the brigade, you need to pass through an ancient single-hole stone arch bridge, which spans the big river outside Lianshi Village of the first production team from east to west.

At the head of the bridge and at the end of the bridge, there are a few banyan trees that have experienced many years, with coiled roots like crouching dragons, green and sparse towering crowns, and beard-like aerial roots hanging down from the thick trunks, connecting to the ground.

Some green vines with round leaves grow densely between the stone cracks of the stone arch bridge, adding a little vitality to this silent ancient bridge.

Wu Meixiang's stomach was growling with hunger, facing the scorching sun, listening to Liu Xiaohong's rambling and complaining about Zhou Zhiqing's actions in life, she curled her lips in annoyance.

"Who's life isn't all these daily necessities? How can there be so much love and love? Is marriage a play? If you don't get it, you will beg for nothing. If you get what you want, you think they are different from what you think? "

"Being a girl in her natal family is the same as being a wife for someone else? What's wrong with the whole world supporting you? It's your fault? You knew who Zhou Zhiqing was before you got married, so why did you think that he could do it all at once? Have you become those hard-working men in the village?"

Wu Meixiang unceremoniously asked and rebuked again and again, the knife saw blood.

With dissatisfaction on her face, Liu Xiaohong pointed at Zhou Zhiqing who was sitting on the stool and was being razored by Uncle Jiu to shave the hair around the wound, "Is it all my fault! Is there nothing wrong with him! Why don't you talk about him!"

Wu Meixiang rolled her eyes speechlessly, "Didn't Uncle Jiu be busy? I'm criticizing Zhou Zhiqing now, he's excited, and you'll be happy if you add two more cuts and stitches?"

Zhou Zhiqing hasn't said a word since Liu Gongfen brought his son and daughter-in-law in to persuade the fight.

This was the first time he experienced the power of rural women's slapstick. A large porcelain pot with handles for herbal tea hit him and he still hasn't recovered from it.

The whole person was groggy, his head was throbbing and hurting, he hadn't eaten lunch, he bled a lot, and he didn't have any energy at all.

There was a quarrel in the morning, and they ignored each other after returning home, and Liu Xiaohong refused to make breakfast.

He was half full with the leftovers from last night, and he didn't bother to say anything to her, so he took the tools and went to work.

Today is different from the past, the brothers of the Liu family no longer compliment him so politely, and on the contrary, he and Liu Xiaohong no longer do all the work for them.

The two of them worked in the Camellia oleifera forest all morning and returned home, but Liu Xiaohong still didn't want to cook, and whenever she lost something, she said she would go back to Liu's house for dinner.

It has only been a few months since he went to the countryside. He used to work in a collective and gave lectures to the commune members at night. The production team was very polite to him, and the tasks assigned to him were all relatively easy.

After Lin Yuzhu's love letter incident, the captain's attitude towards him was not as good as before.

Later, there was the matter of Liu Xiaoying, and the lecturer became an old educated youth specially invited from the fourth team to give lectures to the members.

Now the work has been changed to contract work, and the weather is hot. After staying up all morning, he is exhausted, and he is not given to cook, so he can only cook by himself.

Feeling angry, I decisively caught a chicken in the yard and planned to stew it.

The mistake was that he hadn't raised chickens seriously, and he caught whichever one was pleasing to the eye.

Unexpectedly, Liu Xiaohong would go back and forth, and when she saw him kill the chicken that was about to lay eggs, she immediately became angry as if he had killed her whole family.

The clay figurine was also very angry, not to mention greeting his family with every sentence, he had a big fight with her.

Liu Xiaohong's domineering and domineering nature was vividly revealed. She overturned everything in the house, pushing and shoving from the backyard to the main room.

His mind is in a mess now, and his only thought is that he doesn't want to live with this shrew for another day.

Song Yi walked out of the consultation room with a gloomy face, squatted down next to Liu Gongfen, and exhaled heavily, "Now that this is happening, you can take Liu Xiaohong back to live for a while, and let them separate and calm down."

He pursed his lips and lowered his voice a lot, "Let Uncle Jiu show Zhou Zhiqing that he is so young, so it's not a big deal."

Liu Gongfen silently smoked the pipe and pot, and sighed, "Okay, just do as you said."

Song Yi stood up, "I'm going back, you can deal with the matter here."

After he finished speaking, he looked at Liu Gongfen for a while, "Your eyeballs have turned yellow a lot recently, and your energy level is not good. I will ask Uncle Jiu to take the pulse carefully, and take the medicine as soon as it is necessary. You don't have to deal with so many things in the team. Leave the matter to Liu Jianjun and the others, there is no need to shoulder it alone."

Liu Gongfen half-closed his eyes and raised his face to look at the serious Song Yi, with a warm feeling in his heart, he twitched the corners of his mouth, "Okay."

Song Yi felt oppressed in his chest, and wanted to reprimand the troublesome couple in a few words, but after thinking about it, he forgot.

The female director's ability to deal with emotional disputes is better than his rough guy, and he is too lazy to break it up and tell people the truth.

At the beginning, he was so strongly against it, but now they deserve to live well and badly. Divorce can be decided with a single word?
After a busy morning, he was also hungry, depressed, and the sun was shining again, so he walked very fast.

When I walked to the gate of Lin's house and saw the busy figure in the main room, I felt a little better. I crossed the threshold without saying a word, hugged Lin Yuzhu, and felt at ease.

"Why did you come back now, waiting for you to eat." Lin Yuzhu set up her chopsticks and turned to look at him, reaching out to rub his frowning brows, "Wash your face first to cool off."

Song Yi was led by her to the backyard, squeezed her palm, feeling in his heart that it is really important to have the right wife.

If someone like him has a lot of things to do every day, if he goes home and has to fight with his wife, his life will be short for several years.
"Huh? I'm finally back!" Lin Yulan, who was sitting at the door of the kitchen peeling peanuts, moved away the basket with a smile, got up and patted the crumbs on her clothes, "I'm going to fetch the one next door back for dinner!"

"Go, I guess I didn't drink less."

Lin Yuzhu pulled the towel and threw it into the basin, leaning against the wall to watch Song Yi lower his head to wash his face.

The spirit is short, the face is sharp and angular, the jaw is firm, the cuffs are rolled up to the elbow, and the slender and strong arm muscles are strong and beautiful.

The tall and straight body is wearing a dark gray small stand-up collar double-breasted button-up singlet with the front open, and the four bright red characters of "Worker Model" on the white vest inside are particularly eye-catching.

His skin was tanned and reddened, and beads of sweat were dripping from his chest. The sweat-soaked vest outlined his strong chest and abdominal muscles, giving off a wild and rough look, bursting with hormones.

Lin Yuzhu's not-so-reserved eyes caressed her inch by inch, her brows and eyes were curved, and her spirit was high.

Song Yi paused when he rubbed his neck, glanced at Fang Shuhui who was tidying up the stove out of the corner of his eye, lowered his eyes and said in a low voice, "Don't look at me, I'm so hot by you."

"Can't I see my own man~" Lin Yuzhu stretched out her index finger to lift the hem of his vest, and pressed on his abdominal muscles, "Who made you look so greedy?"

Song Yi suffocated for breath, his heart felt numb, and his whole body became more and more dry. He slapped her hand away, "It's broad daylight, be careful!"

Lin Yuzhu raised her eyebrows, stepped forward to stick to his body, tiptoed to his ear, and said softly: "You didn't bully me less in broad daylight, okay~"

(End of this chapter)